Your beautiful white feathered wings, a bright white haro on your head, you were on the border, where the sun met the moon, where it was said that those beings of light met their dark lovers.

A place that could transmit both peace and fear, and there you saw it, Pyrol.

His appearance was terrifying and at the same time so... Attractive.

"Oh... Do I see a little angel? Cuteness..."

He said.